CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT – THE EXPOSURE

"Come in," came Lady Griffith's voice, sharp and imperious as always. Charlotte took a deep breath, steeling herself for the battle to come. She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her chin held high and her eyes blazing with determination. Lady Griffith sat at her desk, her face a mask of cold disdain as she regarded Charlotte with narrowed eyes. "Miss Charlotte," she said, her voice dripping with condescension, "to what do I owe the pleasure of this intrusion?" Charlotte stepped forward, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched a sheaf of papers to her chest. "I have come to expose the truth, Lady Griffith," she said, her voice clear and steady. "The truth of your lies and manipulations, the truth of the secrets you've buried and the lives you've destroyed." Lady Griffith's eyes flashed with anger, her lips curling into a sneer. "How dare you," she hissed, her voice low and dangerous. "How dare you come into my home and accuse me of such things. You, a mere servant, a no